Tacos el Cañaveral

Definitely my favorite place to pick up a vegan burrito. Unfortunately, as of lately, the truck has disappeared and I have no idea where it went.

If first impressions count for anything, this place is all aces so far. Recently moved from their mobile homebase in Hillsboro, they are now nestled down in the belly of the Beast, in the same lot formerly and famously occupied by Big Ass Sandwiches. Let’s hope Tacos el Cañaveral enjoys a similar level of success; from all indications so far, they are worthy successors, and then some (I for one had only a limited capacity to appreciate BaS greasy-​fry-​stuffed creations, sorry if that’s sacriligeous to any readers).
Like most sensible people with a healthy and completely justified love of «Tex-Mex”/Texi-Cali/quasi-Mexican food, I have had many a burrito, and torta, and quesadilla, and tostada, et al, from too many cantinas and food carts to count. For many years now, the Machaca Burrito has been my favorite, and a gold-​standard, of sorts, for this sort of broad-​spectrumed eatery. Most burritos, including las machacas, I have had over the years have fallen somewhere in the range of «acceptable» to «Oh HELL YES». The Machaca burrito I had @ Tacos el Cañaveral one extremely cold, extremely late night in recent memory, was right up there with the best of them, and in fact, reminded me at once why this is my favorite burrito in the whole wide world.
First, was the girth: I couldn’t collar that Machaca with both hands, and it was lit-​er-​ally splitting at the seams from its own volumuous innards. And what innards they were, btw! Huevos and Ceballos and thick juicy meaty slabs — GD, that was one incredible burrito! I really didn’t even notice if there was rice in there, as is usually the case at most burrito/​wrap huts/​carts: they’re just most arroz y frijoles.
Girth alone, of course, does not a burrito winner necessarily make, but in this case this burrito just refused to quit being awesome, from first to last over-​indulged, calorie-​busting bite.
Later, I tried a breakfast burrito con chorizo there and it, too, was outstanding. It was not nearly so bulky as the Machaca – it was la Flaca, to la Machaca’s Gordita. I tried to employ restraint and only eat half and save the rest for breakfast the next day, but it was useless. It was too doggone savory.
In sum: ridiculously good burritos (and decent value, at $ 5.50 apiece), open super late, fast, friendly service… yeppers, this one falls into the «Afraid to ever eat there again, ‘cos there’s no flippin’ way it could ever be that good again» category — - the loftiest of all known echelons. Gracias, amigos. Milagros abound.